Sunny suburbia...
Another day in suburbia... Turning for home to find the way blocked by police cars and ambulances, then spotting that the bellicose neighbor from hell has accessorized his XXL undershirt with shiny, shiny handcuffs. On the opposite side of the street, surrounded by his own corps de cops, is another charming figure, sporting the same wristwear. As both were escorted to his-and-his patrol cars, was it evil of me to hope that maybe this time he'll be evicted? Although I would really miss the way he rides his ATV up and down the street shirtless, with a cigarette dangling from his lip, treating us all to a breathtaking view of the moon that never sets, while doing wheelies...